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I am a socially awkard freshman planning to major in Mass Communications (yes, I realize the irony) with an emphasis in Print Journalism.

I have to constantly tell myself not to eat Kraft Macaroni & Cheese for every meal.

I listen to too much jazz and have no intention of cutting back.

Unless you want to have an in-depth, intelligent discussion about symbolism and overall meaning for an hour and a half, don't bring up One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kessey in front of me. It's like word vomit. I can't help it.

I love scary movies. Actually scary movies. So in other words, I don't like 96% of the so-called "horror" movies that've come out since the 1980s. Being surprised is not the same as being scared. Grow a pair, America.

I abhor clichés.

I like to think that I'm good at golf.

I like to think that I'm capable of doing this even though my technique isn't that good. Well... maybe non-existant is a better word. Eh.























My personality and interests are "hipster" but hipster clothes don't exactly compliment the body that God presented me with. I'll just stick to my Under Armour and Red Sox cap.

Star Wars > Star Trek. Accept and deal with it, people.

This might be my life. Might be. Possibly. Okay it is. Shut up.

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Don't try to talk to me about comic books if you haven't read Watchmen. The level of respect I have for your opinion on comic books will dwindle significantly. Unless you're a Spider-Man aficionado. Then we can be friends.

So... yeah.

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